Three Times Reincarnation

Plum and Bamboo Horse

"Who are you?"

The little pink ball was lying on the branch, her voice soft.

Beneath the tall golden ancient sacred tree stood a small figure. Dressed in a fiery red robe, both of his eyes were red and black, as if there was a small flame dancing in the night sky. He slowly raised his head and saw a pair of bright black eyes blinking on the pink ball on the tree. They were like the bright and lively sunlight of spring, shining down upon him, but unfortunately, his little mouth was twitching, as if he was unhappy.

The red-clothed little boy smiled but did not reply.

The ball immediately pouted and said in a dissatisfied tone, "This is my house, you are not allowed to come!" She grabbed a fruit from a nearby branch with her white and tender fingers and threw it down without any trace of politeness.

The boy in red lightly lifted his hand and caught the object. With a casual glance, he was speechless — The fruit of the holy tree was ripe every thousand years, and the immortal fruit that was sought after in the Immortal World was actually thrown over by that pink lump. From this, it could be seen that the boy was a wastrel.

Seeing that he had easily resolved her 'attack', the pink ball became even more unhappy. It stretched out its arm to pluck another fruit, but for some reason, it actually slipped on the broad branch. It lost its balance and screamed as it fell down.

The boy stretched out his arms and rushed forward to catch that cute snowy jade ball. Unexpectedly, the power behind the ball was so great that the two children rolled on the grass into a pile. Coincidentally, the little girl's lips fell on the boy's right cheek.

The ball of powder was dumbfounded, while the little boy touched his face, not knowing what to do.

In the end, she ended up crying after feeling extremely wronged.

The little boy Yan Jing was stupefied on the spot. He saw the eyes of his originally aggressive opponent suddenly turn red, and tears began falling down his cheeks. He suddenly lost his bearings and became petrified for a moment. Only then did he carefully touch Xuan Hua, "Hey …"

"Wuwuwu …"

The little girl cried even louder.

Yan Jing had no choice but to make a face.

He made one after another, till his face went numb, to no avail. Fortunately, at this moment, the Great Emperor of Fuxi arrived upon hearing her cry. He hugged little Xuanhua and coaxed her for a good while before letting her stop crying.

"Why is Hua crying?"

It was rare for Emperor Fuxi to put on such a friendly face, causing Yan Jing, the youngest disciple, to be stunned. When he asked this question, Yan Jing couldn't help but be a little flustered, afraid that that snow-white little girl would complain.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Hua's little girl reached out her hand to wipe her tears. As she flapped her hands, her chubby little hand pointed at the red-clothed little boy on the ground as she disdainfully said, "He's ugly!"

Yan Jing felt as if the lightning had struck him — ugly? Thinking about how he had grown up, the female fairies who liked to hug him and kiss him whenever they saw him had never said such things before. Now, he was actually called 'ugly' by a little kid who was about the same age as him? How could he endure this!

The children of Yan Jing felt their young heart was greatly hurt, from then on, Xuan Hua's little sister was firmly remembered!

Due to being entrusted with this task by the ancient remnants, Great Emperor Fuxi had frequently come to the Sacred Grounds to visit Little Xuanhua and also accepted her as his honorary little disciple. Afterwards, he had even brought a little phoenix fire over to the Sacred Grounds as a companion for Xuan Hua.

For some unknown reason, perhaps it was in order to reverse the image she had in Xuan Hua's heart, Yan Jing had also become a frequent visitor of the Sacred Grounds. However, every time he came to the Holy Land, there would always be all sorts of pranks and pranks on his part, causing Little Xuan Hua to sob. Of course, his end wouldn't be any better.

However, the feelings between the two children grew rapidly through this indescribable interaction. Compared to Emperor Fuxi's eldest senior brother, Di Jun, Xuan Hua was more willing to negotiate with Yan Jing once something bad happened.

Ten thousand years later, Little Xuanhua had finally grown from a tender little lump of snow jade into a young girl. However, because of the Heavenly Dao Laws, the Holy Land left behind by the ancient remnants had finally collapsed.

Yan Jing had received the news early in the morning and had deliberately rushed from the training grounds to her side, day and night. However, just as they were about to meet, something major happened.

The collapse of the Ancient Sacred Grounds had caused the purest spirit energy between heaven and earth to scatter everywhere, causing the several ancient demon beasts that had not been wiped out to be eaten by them, especially Xuan Huawei, who was their first target. At that time, she did not know how to restrain her aura, nor did she have enough battle experience with her enemies.

Under the encirclement of a powerful enemy, Yan Jing, as the last disciple of Great Emperor Fuxi, was nurtured with the purest and purest spiritual energy of the Primordial Era. Only now did Xuan Hua realize that Yan Jing had blocked all of the damage for her in order to protect her.

Even though he had the sacred medicine from an ancient clan, Yan Jing still fell into a deep slumber for three months. The first thing he saw when he woke up was Xuan Hua's rabbit like eyes, as well as his tears.

The youth blinked and his face turned hot unconsciously. However, he immediately stretched out his hand and said with a hoarse voice that could not be heard, "Don't cry..."

From that moment on, they finally understood: there were some things that were destined to happen from the moment they met; there were some feelings that were already engraved without words …

Over the next few thousand years, Yan Jing accompanied Xuan Hua on her travels, eating, drinking, and having fun.

Strangely, even Great Emperor Fuxi pretended to not know about his beloved disciple's lack of work.

However, the good news did not last long. Xuan Hua coincidentally discovered that their childhood playmate, Feng Yin, was infatuated with their eldest senior brother, Di Jun, who seemed to be concealing many things. After that, because he could not overcome the calamity of the heavens, he brought Yan Jing and Xuan Hua back to his side.

It was also on that night that Xuan Hua finally understood that Di Jun's true motive was to become the Celestial Emperor of the Celestial Realm. He didn't even hesitate to attack Yan Jing secretly for this reason.

Yan Jing was disheartened. He decided to follow the instructions of Great Emperor Fuxi and head towards the demonic world that was still a chaotic battlefield back then. He had originally wanted to bring Xuan Hua along, but in the end, Xuan Hua couldn't let go of Phoenix's voice in her heart. Moreover, Emperor Fuxi had secretly warned her that Yan Jing and her would face a great calamity for the next tens of thousands of years. She was not allowed to leave the Immortal World, otherwise, it would be difficult to resolve that calamity. Thus, she made an appointment with Yan Jing to look for him after the matters of the Immortal World.

But who knew that this agreement, would ultimately lead to a great war between the immortals and demons due to Feng Yin's death, Xuan Hua's breach of contract, and Yan Jing's anxiety.

Xuan Hua was also forced to go to the battlefield to meet his wife with his swords. In the end, he was plotted by the Heavenly Queen to enter the world to transcend the tribulation.

Baby

Recently, Yan Jing was depressed.

In the thousand years since the armistice between the Immortal and Demon Realms, countless big and small things had happened in the Three Realms, but the only thing that concerned him was one thing — Qi Tian and Hu Meng had been together all the time, and had given birth to two little foxes; the Crown Prince of the Dragon Emperor had married a dragon and given birth to a small golden dragon; and even the Iron Tree Immortal, which had never bloomed in the Immortal World for tens of thousands of years, had shown signs of blooming and bearing fruit …

Yan Jing felt that this matter concerned his reputation, so he solemnly went to discuss the matter with Xuan Hua.

Xuan Hua felt extremely uncomfortable under Yan Jing's gaze, which was firmly fixed on her stomach. She was confused, so she said, "The ancient clan rarely had children, so why are you so impatient?"

Yan Jing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Could it be that you don't like your son, Hua?"

Xuan Hua asked curiously: "Who said that?" However, this matter cannot be rushed. "

Yan Jing nodded with a profound look in his eyes and shook his head. "Perhaps this noble one has been lazy all day …"

Xuan Hua's expression changed drastically as he looked at the handsome figure pressing down on him. He then shouted out loudly, "Don't you dare commit that act of preaching in broad daylight … "Mmm mmm …"

Several days later, on an early morning, Xuan Hua held onto his sore waist and kicked Yan Jin out of the window. His expression was extremely angry as he said, "This is a domestic violence! This reputed one will run away from home! "

"Go?" Where do you want to go? "

"The Three Realms is so big, I can't go anywhere!"

"With me here, you won't be able to go anywhere!"

The servants and maids in the vicinity all looked the same as usual, expressing that they were not surprised by this kind of boring conversation.

The two of them, who had lived together for hundreds of thousands of years, finally made up after a dispute, and in less than the time it took to make a cup of tea, after which, Demon Marshall Yan Jing expressed that he had no pressure to coax his wife.

The Heavens did not disappoint him.

Within a few months, when the Xuan Hua was happily eating the Peach of Immortality sent by the newly appointed Sky Emperor, he suddenly laid down on the table, spitting out all the food in his mouth.

Yan Jing's facial expression changed drastically. However, after checking his pulse, his eyes widened and his mouth gaped open. He was stunned for quite a while without giving any attention to his appearance.

Xuan Hua didn't have the consciousness of a patient. She walked up to him and pulled his hair. She smiled and asked, "What's wrong?" And then he said to himself: "Isn't the peach cooked this time?" Suddenly, his vision blurred, and before he could even react, he saw himself already sitting securely on the large soft couch, with all kinds of cushions piled up in front and behind him.

Xuan Hua blinked and was speechless.

The Demon Lord finally regained his senses. Waving his red sleeves, he shouted, "This sovereign finally has a future, hahaha!"

Xuan Hua was speechless. He originally wanted to tell him about this matter later, but he was afraid that such a situation would occur — in the end, this could not be avoided!

The Highgod shook his head heavily and sighed at his foresight.

Xuan Hua had been raised for hundreds of years, and was extremely difficult to produce.

There was no other reason. What she was carrying with her was a twin of a dragon and a phoenix.

A hundred days after the child landed, his mind had already opened. Even though he could not speak a single word, he was extremely proficient in world affairs, and was extremely round and adorable.

The brother and sister duo had occupied most of Xuan Hua's time, making the face of one of the Demon Lord whose heart wished to have a son turn as dark as the bottom of a pot.

After another hundred years, Yan Jing, who could no longer endure, finally took advantage of the moment Xuan Hua went out to meet her dream. He threw the two little kids into the world, calling them the 'experiences after entering society'.

Just as the elders of the Demon World were worrying endlessly, they saw their older brother, who looked as adorable as a jade doll in a painting, holding their younger sister's hand. He smiled and said, "Little sister, let's run away from home!"

The elders were all worried about the future of the demon realm.

Why were all the members of the Demon Lord's bloodline so unreliable?